SHARING LOVE: I'm Not Reliable

I need Bella

Salsa awoke from her sleep, she turned her head to the side.

"Loh! How come there's no?" salsa hurriedly got up, and came out of the room.

Salsa came down the stairs quickly, heading for the kitchen.

"Bik, Bik!" call Salsa.

Bik Sum who heard the sound of Salsa calling him immediately put back his cooking knife, and came to Salsa.

"What's wrong?" ask Bik Sum to panic.

"Look at Shireen? Shireen's not in Bik's room."

"Loh! Shireen again in the back garden, again messing with her Papa." replied Bik Sum pointing towards his back.

Salsa immediately walked to the back to check if what Bik Suk said was true.

Salsa breathed a sigh of relief as it turned out that Shireen was not lost. Except playing with his Papa.

Salsa sits on a garden chair. He held his hips which felt very sore.

Dimas, who saw Salsa sitting on a garden chair, walked over to Salsa, along with Shireen, who was currently in his arms.

"Why you, honey? How's that uncomfortable?" asked Dimas, and immediately sat down beside Salsa.

"Do not know! At most I want to Haid. I usually think I want to be like this too."

"Oh!" Dimas nodded.

Dimas holds Salsa's forehead.

"It's not hot" he said.

Salsa nodded.

"Oh! Yes' I want to go to the office!"

"Loh! Semalem is overtime. How about another morning of work?" salsa was confused.

"Much work is a shame. So stacked. You are ngizinin, right? If Mas does not work, then who will you eat?"

"Jaudah deh Mas. Be careful!" salsa said she grabbed Dimas' hand and kissed him.

Dimas grabbed Salsa's head, then dipped it.

After that Dimes immediately stood up, and handed Shireen to Salsa's lap.

Dimas stroked the head of his little princess. "Papa go, baby!"

Dimas leaves the two in the park.

Salsa could only fall silent, and could not speak anymore.

He wanted to protest but he was powerless.

*****

Along the way Dimas drove his car at above average speeds.

"ah! Shit." he hit the steering wheel.

Dimas keeps pressing the horn.

"****! Why should it be stuck! Where the work in the office is stacked again."

Drt...Drt...Drt...'Cell phone's ringing'

Dimas took the phone out of his pants pocket.

"Hallo! Why Bell?"

"It's me again working. Oh' Yeah! Bell, I'll call you back! If it's at the office. Hye!" Dimas immediately turned off his connection unilaterally.

*ANDARU*

Bella slams her HP on the bed.

"Damn! Why in matiin anyway!" his gerrick.

Bella sat on the sofa, then drank the Avocado Juice that was on her front desk.

He took the magazine. But a few minutes later, Bella lamgsung dumped her magazine in any direction.

Bella rises. And switch to sitting on the bed. He took back his HP.

And suddenly a smile rose on her sexy lips.

"Hallo Mas!"

"No really! There's no problem. I'm just. Oh' Yes, Mum! Are you in the office?"

"Udah! If I haven't been in the office, where might I call you."

"Oh! Yes, yes too! I just want to do a lot. We're here tonight, right?"

"Can't be darling! I definitely have to be the same Salsa later malem." declined Dimas.

Hearing the answer from Dimas just made Bella's face immediately change sangar.

Bella just got up from her seat.

"Can't be Mas. How the hell are you! Tonight is my ration, not Salsa's ration. I don't want to know! Anyway you will be a mallem you have to come to the point" said Bella in a slightly snapping tone.

"Where can Bell! Then I went to the villa. Later if I overtime every mallem. Salsa must be suspicious."

"I don't care. It's all her fault! Tell him who he is semalem ngajakin Mas fight. If he didn't fight yesterday. Mas semalem is the rule of sleeping with him. And anyway if Mas did not come. Don't expect me to see you again!" threaten Bella, and instantly turn off her phone.

"Have a son Salsa! Later tonight will be my part. Yeah' It's all a risk he dong! Tell who can be a grown man. What a boy." Bella grumbled.

He laid his body on the luxurious and soft King Size mattress.

Bella closed her eyes for a moment.

"Yes' God! So gini it feels so simple Husband People. I don't know if what I'm doing is wrong. I destroy the happiness of others, for my own happiness. Yes' God! Forgive your servant! I can be selfish for once. I love Dimas, and even want to have him alone. Have it with all its fullness."

Bella breathed for a moment.

"Salsa Mother! Why are you getting that stupid? And it can be that good. You even willingly let your husband be close to other women.

Right said people! If it's too good it's not good either. Sorry, Ma'am! I desperately need Mas Dimas as my healer, and also as my protective Hero, and my savior" he said.

*Eternal Group Company Building*

Dimas ruffled his hair in frustration.

He immediately put the Pulpent in his grasp back on the table. And straight out of the CEO's room.

Dimas approached the Secretary's desk.

"Your emblem! I have a schedule?" ask her.

"There is no sir! Today's schedule is empty. But tomorrow the schedule is likely to be tight. About him Mr. there will be many visits, as well as a Board of Directors meeting."

Dimas breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! If so, I want to go home. I'm weary. All the files on my desk, they're all signed. So you can make the machine? I was in a hurry to catch up with time."

"Oh! Can Sir. I'll settle now."

The secretary immediately rose from his seat, and was about to carry out the orders of his Boss.

Bergitu was also Dimas who was about to step his feet out.

"Sir!" call Bambang.

Dimas turned his body.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Dimas.

"Don't you forget the schedule of cooperation with the British Company?"

Dimas patted his eel.

"Oh' Yes! I forgot about Bambang. Fortunately, you are interested."

Dimas immediately walked up to his secretary.

"What will be prepared?" ask Dimas.

"A week you're going to England. Mr. Costra asks, will meet in the Capital of Great Britain."

"London?" ask Dimas.

"Really Sir!"

"Oh' Yes, Sir! Is it Miss Bella?"

'Bambang wanted to ask but hesitated'

Eyebrow Dimas linked.

"What happened to Bella" asked Dimas puzzledly.

"Is Miss Bella still in contact? You see, we really need a smart woman like her when we want to present this percentage of cooperation to Mr. Costra. And I am so sure, sir! If Miss Bella comes with the Father to England, then the cooperation between this large Company will run very smoothly" said Bambang argued.

"Good! I considered it later." replied Dimas, and immediately stepped his feet away.